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Alongside the angled byways,
a canal of waters pass,
as rainfall follows gravity,
towards a swampy morass.

The roar of waves, beating
against the Ocean shore,
promotes our primal senses,
of what we were before.

The scent of salted sea spray,
assails our sense of smell,
with the sound of Seagulls crying,
completes our return, so well.

When the cool ground fog,
rises on a summer morn.
It projects an image
of being reborn.

A coolness descends,
on the morning light,
shadows shrink,
dawn replaces night.

A pleasant place,
a life to be,
as we age,
our memories flee.

No wishful thinking,
by this aged man,
just a realization that
I still can,

look forward to
a seasons change,
and not worry about,
if I need tire chains.

What light shines, through
the window, far?
Me thinks it maybe
the Northern Star.

A star which guides,
our life at night,
to assure we all,
will live just right.

The winds of August,
will soon come to call.
The winds of August,
in the north, is called Fall.

Autumn, the season between,
Summer and Winter.
The equinox, September 21-22,
ending the 21-22nd of December.

When the winds of Autumn,
began to blow,
the days grow shorter,
this much I know.

A time to reflect, the change
in our lives, so fine,
when things we love,
may turn sublime.

Long may the winds of autumn,
continue to Fall,
for it is a favorite season,
of change for all.

I love the flowers,
which bloom in the Spring,
with Daffodils, Tulips
and the Columbines bring.

To walk along
the garden path, paved,
all I can do is observe,
and admire or rave.

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Long were the shadows,
beneath the tall trees.
Wind rustling branches,
creating falling leaves.

Dry is the air,
in this July heat wave.
Why do the Gods,
like to misbehave?

Oh, what a time,
when Gods began to play,
with Rainbows, Thunder,
and a lightning display.

Grey are the clouds,
dark Cumulus Nimbus,
we as mere mortals,
will huddle in masses.

Temperatures rise,
coolness of Spring,
where we will have,
until the newness, thing.

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Tis Summer,
is what they say.
Why do we still have
wind and clouds today?